a little freckled wonder
a bmx riding bandit
chucked a cigarette in passing
yeah
called me a faggot
my skinny little hands
to find some positive
i was angry
essentially just a n-n-n-n-nervous kid
it was the year of care for kids
they even made a campaign song
they used to sing it as i entered the room
before light switched on
just in case my lone obductor
was to spark a message within
i was eager to learn
full of sunburn
essentially just a n-n-n-n-nervous kid
so i made a pact with the silence
if you get me out of this one
i'll be true to what i was born to do and be a roustabout
roustabout
yeah
a roustabout
it was the year of gettin' loose
it was the year that my head broke
clueless and free in the act
my mind buckled its spokes
was like a hummingbird
i cried till it returned
i want to drag that son
show him i won
essentially just a n-n-n-n-nervous kid
so i made a pact with the silence
if you get me out of this one
i'll be true to what i was born to do and be a roustabout
be a roustabout
be a roustabout. it ain't easy. go!